When I sit to think
Trying to find the missing link
I wonder why sin is so sleek
And the atmosphere around it, really thick

Some people just want to stay blind
By refusing the renewal of their mind
Each day, denominations keep stringing up
And evil just won’t stop

Doctrines have gone wild
Trying to make situations seen mild
But it only makes the truth so clear
That His appearance is really near
And only those who hold Him dearly will see Him

So in your best interest, neglect this old devil
That you may make heaven
His love for you is more than you can know
The knowledge of Him will help you grow
Washing you with His blood that makes white as snow